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Borderlands 4, maybe

It's been a long time since I've blogged at all. Don't want to talk about anything I've been going through for the past few months, that's my little secret, my own little dark age. I used to think all we need to feel complete is to be understood by someone. Now I understand the things we keep inside and no one will ever know are what makes us unique and complete. Doesn't necessarily have to be beautiful, it's just cold, massive and uncaring.   Anyway, I just remembered that almost a year ago, I sat down and wrote down one of my ideas. I used to do that more frequently when I was younger, before figuring out it was all pointless and never going to lead to anything. This time however, I figured it would be interesting for some other people too. So I sat down and wrote what I found could be the basis to the story of Borderlands 4. It really isn't much as I really did not intend to put too much time into writing some sort of a fan-fic that was never going to

Feeling funny!

 There's a switch inside my head. This switch always puts me back into my default state no matter the conditions I'm in. I could be happy, sad, scared, drunk, or having fun but one flip of the switch and *click* away goes any sort of emotion I was previously experiencing. Maybe it's just a survival instinct. Maybe it's a curse. I don't know what it is. What I do know is that default state. The state in which I no longer feel anything, I stare past anything and calmly take in the absurdity of universe and reality and start to pointlessly drift in the space, only to snap out of it some time later and start feeling again. Maybe it's something like an autopilot mode. There's something very calming yet malicious in it that I maybe could feel something towards if I could feel at all. But deep inside, I've always taken comfort in it. Knowing that I'll never lose myself and know who and what I am. Still, it comes at a price. I haven't been able to apprec

I had a little visit last night

 I had a strange dream last night. I was walking down an empty wrote in the middle of a green field. It looked like early morning, around 7 AM on a dark winter day or something. The sun was barely lighting up the sky and I looked up. I noticed a strange formation for clouds. For one, a side of the formation was super lit by the sun, even tho the sun was barely up yet. That side was glowing in a yellow-ish orange color. However, weird darker-colored cones were protruding from the formation. These cones looked like hurricanes that were slowly reaching towards the ground in an attempt to drill holes in them. The cones were still so high in the sky. Somehow in the span of few minutes, the shapes of the cones started to change. By the time I could finally see them clearly, it looked like the cones were opening up and turning into multiple thinner and curly-looking cones. Now I could see those cones were actually taking the shape of tentacles, like something you'd see attached to a sea c

How have you been doing lately?

I'm sure you've heard about the people that live in their mom's basement. This group of people consists of those probably in their 20's or even 30's that refuse to leave the comfort of the nest and face the cruel world outside. Maybe you currently belong in this group as well? Yeah, I know. It probably sounds a little harsh, but isn't reality always harsh? Hey, I'm not judging tho. I understand that in the current economy, no matter where you on located on this planet, there are some (or many, depending on your situation) benefits to doing this. However, what if the roles were reversed? What if you're an upstanding young person working multiple jobs, struggling to save up any money while your blood-sucking mother lives in your house? A mother that refuses to get a job and make a single dime per month despite not shutting up about her "prestigious" education level (Language Bachelors in a no-name university) and "very high" IQ level (9